Monty proofing failed

If the table height is same or lower than your benches (SEE?? I'm a Brit now LOL) I don't think the chair is a factor. My guys could jump over the footboard onto to bed (and that's about 3') without a running start.
I really like the "yeah what you gonna do about it?" look on his face, and taking Mr. Broccoli with him is the cherry on the sundae of that pic!
 
One word for Monty: FLYBALL!! With that jump, he'd clean up!

I second the cameras. I love my Blink. You can even talk through the speaker on some of them. So when you catch Monty in the act, you can yell at him! It's hilarious how confused the dogs are when they hear your voice with no body there.... :cautious:

I would love him to do flyball, I just need to work on him around other dogs a little more. He's never aggressive, just either chest bumps them back none stop or hides if he considers them too big haha. I'm working on it though and he's getting better.
LOL Ann I can just imagine how confusing it will be for your dogs when they know you've gone out but are somehow still able to talk to them :ROFLMAO:

I really would give a pretty penny to know what goes through his little head. Whatever it is, he wastes no time getting into mischief!

I would give ANYTHING for that Sharon haha. He was still a little tired as it was early so I walked out with him laying in his bed and come back to him and Broccoli on the table :ROFLMAO: it only took seconds!!

That's it...
This is SERIOUS book material! You MUST get financial compensation. If Grumpy Cat can make millions with a funny face, Monty beats him by a MILE with his escapades!

I can't stop laughing at that ... "whatcha looking at" smug little face! He seems so very proud of himself as he believes you should be! :happy:
It is like he is plotting to see how much you are willing to put up with.:banghead::banghead::banghead:
He must have had a cat friend in his previous life that taught him all about how to climb.:cautious:

I swear he would make a GREAT CHILDREN's book!
He is a laugh a minute! Then again, we don't have to live with him...;):ROFLMAO:

Haha you never know he may get a book deal, the girls tell everyone at school about him so I end up them bringing friends back so they can see "naughty Monty zoomer" (that's what they call him :lol:). His fame is spreading locally :ROFLMAO:

I think it is a test Gloria, he wouldn't even get down, I had to lift him and Mr broccoli off. The problem is I can't get mad and end up laughing which I think makes him worse. Ugh I will find a balance eventually lol.

I have to say, Darren, from the sadness when you first joined our little group after the passing of Harley, we now find ourselves totally entertained and amused by Monty.
Great to have you as a member!

Thank you so much Gloria :hugsIt was also the support of this group that helped me cope with the loss!

It honestly feels like fate. I don't think any other dog could have helped me cope with the loss of Harley than this little terror. He's the exact opposite of him but in a good way, not bad. Yes he is very hard work but I kind of enjoy it now. Everytime I sit down to relax there's a bang from another room and I'm off to investigate what he's done now :lol: He always keeps me laughing.

Ironically despite all his challenges Spitfire is the good one on stuff like this.

Or Spitfire is just so good at doing it you never find out :winkgrin:

If the table height is same or lower than your benches (SEE?? I'm a Brit now LOL) I don't think the chair is a factor. My guys could jump over the footboard onto to bed (and that's about 3') without a running start.
I really like the "yeah what you gonna do about it?" look on his face, and taking Mr. Broccoli with him is the cherry on the sundae of that pic!

Lol you'll fit right in over here now Margi :ROFLMAO:
Yeah I think the smug look was him saying "so not only can you not stop me but I'm now going to bring friends as well" :ROFLMAO::banghead:
 
We all love Monty's adventures! especially becuase they aren't happening in our homes :)
But in all seriousness, I miss when Gavin could countersurf and get up on my kitchen table to eat an apple that was left out.
Or when he could junmp up on my high bed unaided.
I think he stopped both around 9-10 yrs old.
Now all he can do is get into the recycling, and a little voice inside me cheers when he does!
 
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